My World of Pain (CH 2)
Unohona left with gin, leaving me with komomura. i imediatly tackled komomura and started trying to take of his helmet. komomura, shocked by this, didn't resist as i pulled of his helmet, showing his anthromorphic face. "what the hell was that."
A Visit from Old Nick's Alleged Acquaintance
He sipped his gin. "speaking of, who wanted lewd bingo?" karrie held out her hands. "blow up deer gal?" he asked. joan sheepishly took the package. "new whip and cuffs?" deva took her presents with giddy glee.
Chapter 11
"huh, she's remodeling gin's interior." he stated as he sat and leaned against the driver's seat. "gin?" i heard lucy ask as she too slipped into the van with axel. "this van, it's the sister to jonko's."
Lost Little Kitty Chapter 2
When she woke to the alarm she was groggy from the gin and treage and it was later in the day then they hoped for. arean had no way of knowing the rollercoaster that was going to begin today.
All in a Days Work Pt.2
It felt nice to be at ease again but somewhere in the back of his mind a little gin devil was poking his brain, but he ignored it. the wolf could only shake his head; he would never have guessed a lioness to be a light weight.
TftTB: The House
"i've got a super smooth tonic and gin i like to mix up," favian said, already going for a glass. "my own recipe. it's on the house." "really? you're a saint, man." the fox giggled. "i dunno about that, hon."
Waxing Moon Ch. 3 - Those Feelings...
I gulped, still finding myself struggling to say it over subtle fears that it would somehow turn out like it did with gin. "it's okay, brandy, you can let it all out..."
Eos 4: Beyond Repair
"gin's going to be in bad shape." "go on." "maybe you could carry her." skyra licked her lips. "i could try." theron looked nervous, and not just because of ginasa.
OC: Zoya Markov
The emulation of her father is her only way of coping with the emotional turmoil brought on to her by the absence of her mother, zo raids her father's liquor stockpile for a few sips of gin or vodka to null the voices in her head that nag her constantly.
Old Nag (full story)
I paused, then sent another email to myself on the subject of gin. the phone dinged.
Letter to E.E. Cummings
This morning we poured a cup of straight gin with just enough bailies to cloud it up and some brown food coloring.
Egg Hunt (SNEAK PEEK)
Their tongues battled for dominance, each one savoring the taste of pungent musky and the other flavored with gin. coop pulled back panting, with a string of saliva connecting their lips.